A new deatheater

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As Hermione began cleaning and doing the things the deatheaters wanted her to do Bella joined her in the living room as she was dusting.

"Now now. Have we been a naughty little 'mione?" Bella asked smirking while rubbing across the bruise on the base of her neck. "Who did you allow to leave such a mark on your pale skin?" She asked.

"No one Bella. I woke up with it." Hermione answered.

"That right 'Mione. Your my mudblood. No one else's." She kissed the mark and apparated away. Hermione began dusting again when Voldemort called her to the study. She cautiously walked in and noticed Bella sitting beside him smirking.

"Yes my lord?" She asked bowing down.

"I have come to have a great idea. You will be a death eater and Bella here, will teach you how. We will find another slave when you become a full on death eater." Voldemort explained.

"Yes my lord." She said after a long pause.

"Now. Go get some rest you begin tomorrow." He said with a grin.

"Yes my lord." Hermione bowed and went back to her room and took her makeup off. She grabbed a towel and began running her water. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor.

She slipped off her flats and set them by the door and let her dress in her dirty clothes hamper. She traced the straps of her bra looking in the mirror as the mark on her neck. She looked at her stomach and saw red lines across it from where Voldemort had used magic to burn her for not doing as she was told the first few days of being their slave.

Hermione walked over to the tub and turned off the water. She felt a pair of cold hands rub up her back and lightly grab her bra fastens. She gasped at the sudden contact as she felt a pair of lips attach to the back of her neck. When her bra was unfastened she felt one hand slide to her stomach.

She let out a slight whimper. She heard a laugh and a pop as the contact disappeared. She turned around looking around for where the contact had come from. She saw a note on the sink and walked over to it and began reading it.

Don't be a naughty Mione. You'll get even more while I'm teaching you how to be a deatheater if you can be a good girl

~Bella

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